Sweet Nothings.
Monday, February 3, 2014
Love Struck
Her fingers ran restlessly, hoping to set it right. They were sweaty, they trembled. She felt the disquiet scream into her head. She stared at the keyboard. And watched helplessly as LOVE lay scattered on it.
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